The band had decided to stay at that hotel where now, hopefully there'd be a night without so much noise or crazy parties around it; half-low lights, lots of people and loud music, in addition to the craziness.

Mick walked through the people to get to the drinks bar, he was thirsty and needed to relax and maybe get away from the noise and bustle of people full of illicit substances. He leaned against the surface of it, before looking to his side, huffing.

"Hey hey, kiddo. I don't think you know this, but that bottle is a lot stronger than it looks. And with your size... Believe me, you won't stand it." Mick commented taking the bottle for himself; he didn't seem to be lying, maybe he even wanted to avoid some unpleasant accident right there.